I looked back at him. No matter what Liao Liang did, I couldn't bear it anymore.
He is so smart, how could he not understand the softness in my eyes?
Of course, it's up to him whether he wants to help her or not.
"Of course, Zhuang Keren, we are classmates. And, didn't you just ask me to say that we are good friends, my business is your business, and your good friend is also my good friend; so, let me have something to do
Do you want to talk to Mr. Yin yourself? My mother has already reserved a seat, let’s go now.” Liao Liang’s lines are familiar, but his expression is obviously not smooth. He reached out to pull the car door, but found that it couldn’t be done.
open.
Yin Yijie deliberately ignored the plea in my eyes and said calmly: "Miss, I'm going to drive."[
I think he has made his attitude clear.
I don't know why, but I feel a little uncomfortable.
But I have no choice.
It's not that I don't want to help her at all, it's just that I really don't have the ability she imagined.
Liao Liang quickly stopped, pushed away three meters away, looked at Yin Yijie in horror, then remembered that he had missed a line, and said quickly: "Mr. Yin Yin, my name is Liao Liang, I am Liao Jianguo's daughter, and my good friend Zhuang Keren.
I'm a good friend, and you agreed to help me with my father's matter. We are good friends, but you can't be so ruthless and unjust."
Seeing that things were not going in the direction she wanted, Liao Liang was so anxious that she almost jumped up.
I was hurt by the words she blurted out.
Yin Yijie looked at me and asked in a low voice: "What is going on?"
Yin Yijie's voice was not loud, but Liao Liang still heard it, as if grasping a life-saving straw, he burst into tears and said urgently: "Mr. Yin, it's my father who was fired. Even his pension was deducted and he was fined."
Please show your kindness and help us. If you can give Zhuang Keren, an orphan girl, so much money and such a good life, you will definitely not give a little help to a family that is about to collapse."
I looked tiredly at her and the classmates who were watching the excitement and refused to go home for a long time. Why did she come to talk to me again and again?
What good will it do her if she stabs me?
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